The more he understood about the war in the outside world's brutality,
the steadier Tuck's heart became in developing himself within this Small World.
Only by becoming strong enough
could he eradicate the enemy when the flames of war reached him.
A few minutes later, as he watched the hazy column of spirit light on the altar remain still, Tuck guessed that this prayer was likely over without results.
"Has the teacher not returned from the Heroic Spirit War in the Gods' Kingdom?"
Tuck took a deep breath and massaged his temples.
Just as Tuck was about to leave,
"Buzz... Buzz..."
The faint vibrations of the Echoing Ghost in the Empty Valley permeated through the hazy column of spirit light.
"Hmm?"
Tuck raised his eyebrows and immediately concentrated on looking over.
The slender, withered outline of Spirit Elf Merman, the Legendary Spirit tutor, gradually appeared above the altar, appearing before Tuck's eyes.
